I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

How did you know?

As soon as Cheng Fang said that...

Lin Ye glanced at Lu Zhixia subconsciously.

Lu Zhixia's expression remained unchanged.

"Wanling mentioned it."

Lin Ye answered naturally.

"It says that the old records of the Beast Taming Sect may contain a record of a heretical cultivator named Xuanxu."

That's absolutely true.

As for the crimson-clad woman...

There's no need to say it.

Cheng Fang didn't ask any further questions.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

"The monument has just been brought up."

The phone hangs up.

Lu Zhixia looked at him.

"Let's go."

"Aren't you going to ask me why I didn't mention the crimson robe?"

"What's there to ask?"

She walked towards the elevator.

"A secret is no longer a secret if even one more person knows it."

Lin Ye smiled.

"They have a high level of ideological awareness."

Lu Zhixia turned around.

"If I'm still poor, I'll just go home."

"Let's go, let's go."

Half an hour later.

Seven sealed-off areas.

The newly unearthed stele is much more intact than the previous one.

More than one meter tall.

A piece is missing from the bottom left corner.

The surface of the monument was covered with a layer of grayish-white stone grime, and the technical team only did a preliminary cleaning.

The words at the very top are now legible.

The Mysterious Taoist Priest wreaks havoc on the Spirit Controlling Realm...

Tang Zhi stood to the side.

"This time, we don't need to guess whether it's Xuanqing or Xuanzhen."

Lin Ye stared at those four words.

Taoist Xuanxu.

The names finally match.

Cheng Fang, however, did not appear particularly excited.

"The fact that the name was confirmed only proves that this person did exist in ancient times."

"Whether it's the one in Han Jingchuan's body or not, we still need evidence."

"Look down."

Lu Zhixia had already put on gloves.

The second paragraph is denser.

But it has also left many people disabled.

She examined each line carefully.

[Mysterious... The body is destroyed, but the soul remains...]

[Sent to my disciples...]

[Devouring Spirits to Nourish the Soul...]

[Seize the spirit within the artifact, and borrow its power...]

The room grew quieter and quieter.

Tang Zhi had been crossing her arms.

Upon seeing the last sentence, I slowly let it go.

"Body destroyed."

"Soul transfer".

"Devouring the spirit of the artifact."

She looked up.

"Isn't this evidence?"

Cheng Fang looked at the monument.

"Calculate."

Lin Ye continued reading.

The latter part is less clear than the former.

There were a few characters that Lu Zhixia had to illuminate with sidelight for a long time before she could make them out.

Its soul is flawed...

[Each new body is sent...]

It's gone in the middle.

And then...

[...The soul of the former master cannot be extinguished abruptly...]

Lin Ye's eyes narrowed.

"Are you sure about this?"

Lu Zhixia leaned closer and looked for a while.

"The 'Soul of the Old Master' is basically confirmed."

"The next part is 'cannot be destroyed suddenly'."

This is the same as what Wanling said before.

The original owner's soul.

It was a nail placed in the body when the foreign soul first occupied it.

You can't just eat it all right away.

Tang Zhi murmured:

"So it's no surprise that the real Han Jingchuan is still alive."

Lin Ye nodded.

"That old man was kept around because he was useful."

Cheng Fang asked:

"Can it be saved?"

Lu Zhixia did not answer.

She doesn't understand this question.

Lin Ye then directly transferred the money to Wan Ling.

The call was answered quickly.

"What are you doing now?"

"The Mysterious Taoist has been confirmed."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Is it really him?"

"It's written on the monument."

"The Taoist Xuanxu, though his body is destroyed, his soul remains, residing in his disciples, devouring their spirits to nourish his soul, and seizing the spirits of artifacts to borrow their techniques."

Wanling remained silent for a long time.

Lin Ye frowned.

"Scared?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"Then why aren't you saying anything?"

Wanling clicked his tongue.

"I'm thinking."

"Those old scrolls from the clan weren't actually used to scare children."

Tang Zhi couldn't help but stand there.

"You only believe it now?"

"Shut up."

Lin Ye put his phone on speakerphone.

"There's a problem."

"Can Han Jingchuan still be saved?"

"It depends on the extent to which it occurs."

Wanling didn't try to laugh it off this time.

"The original soul is still conscious and can occasionally reclaim its body, which means it hasn't been completely destroyed."

"Then how do we create the mystery?"

"Are you going to pull up a radish?"

Get to the point.

Wanling cursed a couple of times.

Finally, let me explain:

"The most troublesome thing about soul transfer is that the external soul has already become entangled with the physical body."

"You forced the shock."

"He's in pain, and the original owner is in pain too."

"Just kill them."

"They might both die."

Cheng Fang frowned.

"And what about when it involves possession?"

All spirits suddenly stopped.

"What?"

Lin Ye took over the conversation.

"We saw it with our own eyes last night."

"Xuanxu wants to possess Lu Chenzhou."

"A portion of his core soul emerged from Han Jingchuan's body."

"After the Soul-Suppressing Bell rang, I used the Meridian Severing Technique to interrupt the spiritual energy he was using to maintain his soul magic."

"In the end, he was forced to go back."

Wanling was completely silent.

A few seconds later.

Its voice was a little louder.

Why didn't you say so sooner?

Lin Ye: "..."

"Should I tell you this as soon as I get back yesterday?"

"You only mentioned interrupting the possession!"

"What about the details?"

"Didn't you tell me to give a detailed account of everything after each mission?"

"Then tell us!"

Lin Ye was somewhat baffled by the scolding.

"Isn't it the same to say it now?"

"Much worse!"

Wanling clearly became serious.

"His true colors will only be revealed when he takes over someone else's body."

Cheng Fang immediately looked at his phone.

Explain yourself.

Wanling didn't care who asked.

"Normally, Xuanxu is tucked inside Han Jingchuan's body, with his soul, body, and original soul all intertwined."

"If you touch him, you're touching all three things at once."

"But if he wants to change hosts, he must give away his core soul."

"At least some of them should be sent out."

Lin Ye's eyes slowly brightened.

He actually had this feeling last night.

Now Wanling has explained it thoroughly.

"So he's at his most vulnerable during the possession process?"

"That's not entirely true."

The Way of All Spirits:

"His soul magic was strongest at that time."

"The more souls that leave the body, the greater the power that can be directly applied to the souls of others."

"But also."

"He was also the most exposed."

"Normally, it's difficult to separate Han Jingchuan from his body."

"He came out by himself..."

Wan Ling sneered.

"That's different."

Tang Zhi touched her chin.

"So we have to wait until he's halfway through moving."

"Then weld the door shut?"

Wanling remained silent for two seconds.

"Your analogy is quite awful."

"But about the same."

Lin Ye had already started thinking.

The Soul-Suppressing Bell.

It can shake the soul.

Distinguishing the soul.

It can identify the true core from a bunch of soul sounds.

The pulse is broken.

It can interrupt the spiritual energy flow when Xuanxu maintains his soul technique.

One thing is still missing.

How can we accurately determine how much of the mysterious core soul has left the physical body?

Just by listening.

Lin Ye can judge direction and changes.

But when several souls are truly intertwined, it might not be enough.

The first thing that popped into his mind was...

It is a mirror reflecting one's heart.

Illuminating the soul.

If Lu Zhixia could directly see the misalignment between the soul and the body...

That completes the set.

Lin Ye didn't say.

I just kept that thought to myself.

Lu Zhixia glanced at him.

Obviously.

She had thought of that too.

Neither of them said anything.

Cheng Fang was still looking at the monument.

"continue."

Lu Zhixia looked away.

Continue to identify.

The latter half of the inscription.

Most of them are already destroyed.

Until the very bottom.

A line of characters, deeply engraved, appeared.

It's deeper than any other word.

It seems the person who carved the monument used a lot of strength.

[Xuanxu is best at using his body to escape death. 】

If we meet again...

Six or seven characters are missing from the end.

The last sentence, however, is complete.

Do not kill him.

Tang Zhi frowned.

"We can't kill Han Jingchuan?"

"It should be."

Lu Zhixia said.

Lin Ye stared at those five words.

Suddenly I understand why.

Han Jingchuan is dead.

Mystery doesn't necessarily mean death.

It's even possible that it could just break free from a body that's already on the verge of collapse.

Cheng Fang also realized what was happening.

"When I meet Han Jingchuan in the future."

"Direct kills are prohibited."

"Control first."

"Especially for the head and heart, avoid lethal injections unless absolutely necessary."

Tang Zhi nodded.

"This time, capturing them alive isn't for interrogation."

"We're afraid that if we kill it, it will release an even more troublesome one."

Lin Ye didn't say anything.

He suddenly remembered one thing.

What is Xuanxu lacking most right now?

body.

And whose body do you want the most?

Yourself.

Killing Han Jingchuan won't work.

Waiting for Xuanxu to show himself is too passive...

Why wait?

Lin Ye stared at the monument.

The more I think about it, the more capable I feel I can do this.

Cheng Fang just turned around.

Then I noticed he hadn't moved.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lin Ye raised his head.

"Team Leader Cheng."

"Um?"

"you say……"

"If only we knew what an old turtle most wanted to eat."

Cheng Fang's eyelid twitched.

Tang Zhi had already smiled first.

"Are you trying to do something stupid again?"

"How can you call it death?"

Lin Ye looked at the inscription on the monument: "Never kill yourself."

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

"This is called fishing."